The Grass as it is
Where there is this distance
I need to leave
the grass as it is.
Beyond the sound
or silence of your voice,
I read the time your heart
makes for the dream of
our belonging.
I need to leave
the grass as it is.
Beyond the sound
or silence of your voice,
I read the time your heart
makes for the dream of
our belonging.
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